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Post by Italian Panda on Feb 9, 2011 22:54:44 GMT -5
"You're my guide, aren't you? Why don't you take me somewhere?" Was what Aikosa said when Tristan offered to be her guide. Tristan only looked at the young pokemorph, her puppy dog almond eyes looking deep into him. Unable to fight it off, Tristan had to think of someplace quick as the winter cold was blowing through. Winter cold: an enemy to many people. It may be fun to play with, but when not careful, many will succumb to its grasp. Therefore, there was only one place where they could go.
Tristan lazily guided the naive Aikosa across the city, with its bright lights shining down everywhere. The night was bright and restless in this city as the cafe had people filling up seats everywhere. As the two entered, they were greeted by the warm embrace of the indoors: something to look forward to after an outing in the blanket of white snow.
"Hope you like food." He said rather calmly. They were taken to their seats, with menus full of different foods and drinks available. Taking the initiative, Tristan ordered two coffees to their table, milk and sugar included. Coffee cups were placed in front of them, with the brown elixir inside. "Have you had coffee before?"
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Post by nekayne on Feb 9, 2011 23:05:56 GMT -5
Aikosa Arcanias ♫ ♪ She's the song that you couldn't sing. ♫ ♪
Aikosa was pleased that Tristan had agreed to be her guide of sorts. Not only did she have a new friend, but she had one willing to show her around and learn the ropes of the outside world. She was excited about the possibilities of the things she would learn or try to do.
Aikosa allowed Tristan to lead the way, following like a loyal puppy. Her fingers hooked onto each other behind her back as she added a hop and a skip to her step once in a while. Her tail would wave happily back and forth when anything interesting caught her eye on the way. As soon as night fell, it became even more exciting as the skylight was replaced with streetlight.
Aikosa entered the cafe, the wall of warmth cascading over her. She stomped her feet on the carpet by the door to get the excess snow and moisture off of the bottom of her boots. With that, she allowed herself to be guided to where they sat.
Aikosa sat down at the table they were left at. She smiled across at Tristan. "Of course I like food. But um...where am I supposed to cook it?" Obviously, Aikosa had never even heard of a place where you were served, much less ever had the chance to go to one.
The menu and coffee cups, along with the milk and sugar, confused her even more. People were putting down drinks for her. Why? Aikosa shook her head as she stared down at the cup, analyzing the liquid in it. "Nope. What's coffee?" She moved her nose towards it and lightly sniffed it.
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Post by Italian Panda on Feb 9, 2011 23:19:28 GMT -5
Tristan looked at Aikosa, confused at her comments. She was really naive, it seemed. Tristan sighed, scratching the back of his head. He kind of smiled at her for acting like such a child. It was cute and innocent, something that anyone can appreciate.
"Ehh....you don't cook it. Here, you get served the food. Other people cook it for you." Tristan said, sipping his coffee with 2 milks and 2 sugars. He felt the warmth hit his core, the wave of heat going around his body and extremities. "This is a cafe and restaurant. You look at the menu to order any food you would like to eat. After some time, they bring it out." He was calm and gentle, trying to explain everything the best he could to the pokemorph. Her sniffing of the coffee attracted the attention of others. Tristan laughed it off, trying not to notice that she was garner attention. Don't worry, Tristan....she is getting to used to things....I hope... "Coffee is a drink that gives you warmth and energy through the day. Go on, try it. What you're looking at now, though, is black coffee"
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Post by nekayne on Feb 9, 2011 23:31:22 GMT -5
Aikosa Arcanias ♫ ♪ She's the song that you couldn't sing. ♫ ♪
"Oooh. Really? That's neat. I've never had anyone else's cooking but my own." Aikosa let out a small laugh of excitement. Having cooked for so long, she had become very good at it, although she wouldn't know that by having nothing to compare it to.
"Warmth...and energy." Aikosa repeated to herself as she stared at the substance, as if trying to memorize it. She seemed oblivious to the fact that she was attracting attention for reasons that probably weren't to her benefit. "Do you drink lots of coffee?"
She looked at the milk and sugar that was laid there. She decided to pick up the sugar first. She tipped sugar onto it's side as she allowed a stream of the white powder fall into her drink. Aikosa stared as it poured in, almost mesmerized by the look of it. Doing this, by the time she had stopped pouring, she had put in much more than the average person would use.
Aikosa picked up the cup between her hands and took a large sip. She immediately jerked her head back, setting the cup on the table. She hadn't realized that coffee was hot. She stuck her tongue out of mouth, whimpering. "Ithh burn meh!"
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Post by Italian Panda on Feb 9, 2011 23:45:56 GMT -5
Tristan laughed a little at Aikosa, kind of enjoying his time. He then felt calm once more, and looked lazy yet again. He clearly had a lot of work if he wanted to educate Aikosa. "Well, I did say warmth and energy. Its supposed to be hot......and given the amount of sugar you put in....well, how was the sip of coffee? Think you wanna add some milk to that? Cuz....well, if you try it, you'll find out." Tristan only gave a shake of his head to Aikosa, saying that he doesn't drink too much coffee. Tristan then glanced to his side, noticing a few people gazing their way in confusion.
Tristan also wanted to try to address a bit of Aikosa's life....as well as take care of her. "Really. Never had anyone else's cooking but your own? That's odd......well how good is your cooking?" He felt as though he would be prying. He did not want to pry that much as that could really hurt their relationship. He took another sip of his coffee, the caffeine diluted by the pure white milk. He then picked up the menu, going through the different selections of food that was available at the cafe. "Are you hungry, Aikosa? You may want to get something to eat. And I'll pay for you."
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Post by nekayne on Feb 9, 2011 23:59:29 GMT -5
Aikosa Arcanias ♫ ♪ She's the song that you couldn't sing. ♫ ♪
Aikosa looked towards the milk, her tongue still sticking out of her mouth. She retracted her tongue before reaching out to the small carton of milk. She started pouring it into her cup, watching the colour of the coffee lighten to a warm caramel. Stopping the pouring before it over-flowed and spilled, she put the carton back down. She lifted the cup to try it again, this time being careful not to hurt herself.
"Mm...I like it!" Aikosa exclaimed with a smile. She took another careful sip, blowing over the top of her cup to try and cool it down. The large amount of sugar didn't seem to put her off, but it probably wasn't going to do any good at making her calm.
"I think my cooking is okay but I'm not too sure. Wilson liked it." Aikosa said over the rim of her coffee cup that she held between her hands before taking another sip. Suddenly realizing who she had mention, she gasped a little as she drank, causing her to cough against the coffee.
"I mean, um, yeah, it's alright..." Aikosa said as she patted her hand against her chest, coughing a couple times as she tried to loosen the liquid from going down the wrong way. She took a deep breath once she felt is relieve. "Oh, um, are you sure? I am a little peckish."
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Post by Italian Panda on Feb 10, 2011 0:22:01 GMT -5
Tristan smiled again, taking his last sip of coffee. He listened carefully to what she said. However, something caught his attention. There was a name that she mention. Wilson....? Something jerked inside of him; it seemed very important to him. He wanted to know who this Wilson was and wanted to speak his mind. Yet the thing he wondered about was why. He looked away, wondering what she said. He wanted to ask what had happened, yet going against what he stood for, he held the thought back. Suddenly, he saw her coughing, causing him to stand a bit and pat her shoulder.
"....you should drink slowly. I thought you would know how to drink liquids." He said somewhat bluntly. Even though he was gentle, something was off with him. Despite that, it was subtle enough to hide the fact that he wanted to know something. But how effective was it to her? He kept his calm look on him, a smile somewhat curved onto his face. "Yes, I can pay. I have enough for a few things. Go on, look in the menu. Tell me what you want. This is a menu. Look in and see what you would like. I bet there are foods you haven't even tried yet. Haha"
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Post by nekayne on Feb 10, 2011 0:38:34 GMT -5
Aikosa Arcanias ♫ ♪ She's the song that you couldn't sing. ♫ ♪
Aikosa let out a laugh, a small sense of nervousness apparent in it. "I do, it just went down the wrong way." She took another sip of the coffee. It was delicious and she rather liked the sweetness of it, mainly because of how much sugar she had in there.
Aikosa looked at the menu before her as it was placed. She flipped it opened curiously. Some of the dish names were marked foreign in her mind, so she took to the pictures instead of the descriptions.
"Have you ever been here before?" Aikosa asked curiously as she analyzed the images of the different foods they served. Some of them looked odd to her while others seemed kind of interesting. One of them stood out in-particular - an image of a small white dish with a crust over the top and the caption 'chicken and mushroom pot pie' over it.
"I think I want to try this." She pointed to the image for Tristan to see. "I don't know what it is, but it looks interesting. What are you getting?" Feeling a little warm with her winter coat on in the already nicely heated cafe, she unbuttoned her coat and let it slide off of her arms so that it hung against the back of her seat. She removed her gloves and scarf as well as she looked across the table at Tristan. "Snow is fun and all, but it's nice being out of the cold, too."
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Post by Italian Panda on Feb 10, 2011 1:04:46 GMT -5
Tristan looked at Aikosa, noting her body and clothing style. It made him blush a little to see how she really looked like. "You look lovely, Aikosa. I like the shirt" He said, an apparent nervousness appearing. He looked at the menu once more, looking at Aikosa's selection. "That one does look interesting. Half the fun is finding out. So why don't you try it out?"
Tristan looked around the restaurant, noticing the lights of the city and the warmth of the restaurant created a rather nice atmosphere for them. He smiled a little, enjoying the moment before looking back at Aikosa. "Hmm....I'm not sure. I'll probably get the beef noodles" He was feeling rather hungry and wanted some kind of noodles
"Snow is fun and it is fun to be warm....hey, there is a drink that you may like. I'll get it for you later." He called the waitress in to order. She nodded and walked off to get the food, leaving Tristan and Aikosa to talk. "Did you like the snow? It was your first time in the snow, I believe. Tell me, where did you come from? Maybe you can tell me something about yourself too."
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Post by nekayne on Feb 10, 2011 1:22:40 GMT -5
Aikosa Arcanias ♫ ♪ She's the song that you couldn't sing. ♫ ♪
Aikosa smiled shyly, her cheeks flushing with a pinkish hue. "Thank you. You're quite handsome yourself." Taking one last glance at the menu, she nodded to confirm that the one she indicated was the one she decided on. She folded it and set it back down.
Aikosa thanked the waitress as she left with their orders, then turned her attention back to Tristan. "Yes, I like it a lot! It's so fluffy and white. Thanks for playing in it with me."
The sudden question of where she came from gave Aikosa a nervous pang in the pit of her stomach. "Well, I, um, came from Sinnoh. Hearthome, to be exact. And, well, that's about the extent of it." She nervously took one of the remaining sips of her coffee. She didn't like keeping the truth from Tristan, but she felt too nervous to tell him the truth.
"So, um, what about you? Where did you come from?"
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Post by Italian Panda on Feb 10, 2011 1:48:41 GMT -5
Tristan looked away and scratched his head. He hadn't been called handsome before, so this new experience was unusual. "T-thanks...." He then sat there with Aikosa, waiting for their food to come. He smiled a bit, looking straight at Aikosa. "Oh its no problem. The least I could to after I walked into you." He then looked out the window, the bright lights of the city illuminating the light while the people walked around.
He turned his attention to Aikosa, listening to what she said. She mentioned she was from Hearthome City in the Sinnoh region. Something was off with that statement, though.....Hearthome was not in Sinnoh. "Hearthome City? I like that place in Hoenn. As for me....I'm from Kanto. Saffron City, to be exact. What exactly drove you to come here in Cheyenne?" He looked out the window again, wondering if he was unnecessarily pressuring her. HE did not want to feel like a bother to her, so this was kind of hard on him.
"I'm sorry.....I feel as though I'm prying into your life. I feel bad now." He sighed, realizing that he himself was a hassle. "So what else have you not done before? You said you never played in the snow....and this seems to be the first time with coffee as well."
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Post by nekayne on Feb 10, 2011 2:09:44 GMT -5
Aikosa Arcanias ♫ ♪ She's the song that you couldn't sing. ♫ ♪
Aikosa fell silent as she was asked these questions. She hated lying, but she couldn't answer them truthfully. Making up a whole new story wouldn't be any help either, she would end up digging herself into a hole. He had already caught onto the fact that she wasn't from where she said she was from.
"Look...I'll be honest with you." Aikosa dropped her tone so that only Tristan could possibly hear her. She hesitated, unsure of how to word what was going through her head. "...I...can't answer those questions without surprising you. I don't know why I'm ashamed, but I am...and..."
Aikosa took a deep breath and exhaled slowly as she turned her attention to look outside the window. If there was any time to tell someone, it was better now than later. "Every time you look outside, you see people. Just people. But if you really think about it, all of them have a purpose. A reason for living."
Aikosa paused again, her eyes flickering between looking downwards and out the window, but refusing to make eye contact with Tristan. "I was genetically modified and created to become the perfect woman for my creator's son. That's who Wilson is. I was kept inside a two-story house for twenty-two years, never to go outside or interact with civilization."
Aikosa dared to look at Tristan. Now that it was coming out, it didn't matter if she looked at him or not. He was going to know one way or the other. "I was monitored and shaped to become the wife my creator desired his son to have. It wasn't pleasant. It was abusive. It was cruel. To be told you are someone elses property...and have that being the sole purpose of your existence."
Aikosa sat her hands tightly on her lap, her shoulders hunched close to her neck. "I divorced and came to Cheyenne to escape...so, I suppose that's your answer."
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Post by Italian Panda on Feb 10, 2011 12:23:14 GMT -5
Tristan's eyes grew wider with each word Aikosa said. She was right: He was surprised. He was surprised that Aikosa opened up to him that soon as well as surprised of how she was brought about to this world. It was.....heart wrenching. He did not know what to say or feel about her life. He could not relate. This was becoming a hassle.
What was he supposed to do at this moment, where the earth seemed to have stood still. Was he supposed to be jealous that she had another man? Was he supposed to be angry that her creator did not allow her a life? Is there any one feeling that could sum this up? Was Aikosa truly human? Did she experience growth in her life? This awkward moment was interrupted with the onset of food on their tables. Tristan awoke from his thoughts to notice that his noodles were in front of him. HE thanked the waitress and looked at Aikosa.
"....well, that explains it, doesn't it? Man, I never knew that you been through that much.....I-I'm sorry. Sorry that I made you say it too. Shall we eat?" He said, picking up his chopsticks in a calm manner. Despite the sad story and how he felt, he was still willing to help Aikosa. As he ate, he looked at Aikosa. "I'm hoping that you know how to eat as well. After all, I am paying for a friend's meal." He seemed to have looked over Aikosa's backstory, as if he just accepted Aikosa despite of her upbringing. "I kind of understand purpose. I don't even know what my purpose is yet. But either way, we're all looking for a form of happiness." Tristan thought he sounded stupid for what he said. Then again, what else could he say?
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Post by nekayne on Feb 10, 2011 13:00:46 GMT -5
Aikosa Arcanias ♫ ♪ She's the song that you couldn't sing. ♫ ♪
Aikosa looked up at the waitress as she heard the sound the plate being placed in front of her. She nodded in thanks with a forced smile, but it quickly left as the waitress dismissed herself.
Aikosa shook her head. "No...it's okay." She sounded more like she was trying to convince herself than respond to Tristan. She took a deep breath as she relaxed her posture and picked her fork up. She poked at the top of her crust, allowing some of the steam to come out of it.
"I hope you don't think I'm...weird." Aikosa kept her eyes cast downwards. "I mean, I am a real person with real thoughts and functions...and I look for happiness as well."
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Post by Italian Panda on Feb 10, 2011 13:32:19 GMT -5
Tristan looked at Aikosa, a few noodle strings in his mouth. His chopsticks held the noodles together as he chewed. He only swallowed and smiled at her, reassuring her that he did not think anything of the sort. "The fact of the matter is you're a person. You can age, you can eat, you can play. I bet you looked cute as a child." Tristan then used her chopsticks to point at her pot pie.
"You should probably eat that soon. Wouldn't want to eat that cold now. Cheer up!" He continued to eating his beef noodle soup. He tried to be blunt while gentle at the same time. He mixed his noodles around the broth, the noodles following the flow created by the chopsticks. He could feel the beef stopping his movements a few times, making him wonder about life. Kind of funny how he was able to draw that kind of thought of soup. "I hope you didn't mind what I asked you earlier. You're a friend and that's all that really matters." Tristan said bluntly.
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Post by nekayne on Feb 10, 2011 13:39:40 GMT -5
Aikosa Arcanias ♫ ♪ She's the song that you couldn't sing. ♫ ♪
Aikosa let a smile cross her face. She looked back up at Tristan. "Thank you." It was unclear what she was really saying thank you to, but she was grateful. She had been able to let the truth come out and he didn't neglect her for it.
Feeling a little more calm and getting back to her chipper self, with a boost of the coffee starting to kick in, she decided to actually taste what had been laid before her. She stuck her fork through the crust and tasted it. She looked at the dish as if it had spoke to her. "This. Is. Heavenly."
"I like having a friend." Aikosa nodded happily as she took another bite. "Especially you! You're so kind. Don't go away."
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Post by Italian Panda on Feb 10, 2011 13:59:34 GMT -5
Tristan raised his eyebrow at Aikosa's thanks. It felt a little different from a usual thanks, but it was something. His smile remained small and calm as his eyes were in a relaxed fashion. He laughed at how Aikosa reacted to the pot pie, glad that she also liked it. "I'm glad you liked it. Cuz then I would be wasting money. And it would be your fault for that. Haha" He said rather jokingly. He then took his chopsticks and picked up a piece of beef. After a few bites, he finished his bowl, chopsticks on top of the bowl perfectly in the middle.
"There is more food if you wish to order. Dessert is also included if you want. Or we could go out and enjoy the city." He said rather cheerfully. He then looked outside, his calm smile still stuck to his face. He could not help but wonder what was on her mind as well as her past. It was only natural, but he did not want to pry. It kind of make him think of his life and how appreciative he could have been. He dared not to let Aikosa know what he was thinking, for if she knew that he was still on how she was brought about, it might bring about some doubt about Tristan. After her comment about having a friend, he looked back at her. "Huh....thanks, I suppose. So what else would you like to do in the city? We can go around the cafe, show you some of the stores. But eat first."
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Post by nekayne on Feb 10, 2011 14:11:16 GMT -5
Aikosa Arcanias ♫ ♪ She's the song that you couldn't sing. ♫ ♪
Aikosa laughed at the joke as she continued to eat her little bowl of heaven. "Don't worry, it definitely won't go to waste." She quickly finished the food that was given to her and let her fork chime into the bowl. She was about to ask where you went to wash the dishes, but she remembered that this was a place where you were served and not worked.
Aikosa gave a content sigh. "No, no, that was enough for me. Thank you!" With a warm stomach and a body full of caffeine and sugar, Aikosa kicked her feet back and forth under the table. "Yeah, lets go look around! It looks all lit up and busy outside. It might be fun!"
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Post by Italian Panda on Feb 10, 2011 15:09:46 GMT -5
Tristan smiled, asking the waitress for the bill. When he looked at the bill, he was shocked at the price. He looked into his wallet, sweat going down his body. Nevertheless, he managed to pay the bill, receiving sadness in return as his wallet skinnier. After, he stood, guiding Aikosa out the door, Jack Frost showering them with his delight. "Well, here's Verona City. There are a lot of things you can buy and see. Where would you like to go first?" He placed his hand in his wallet pocket. He could feel the difference in the number of pokedollars now thanks to that meal. Geez, you think that the prices are okay until you step inside......I wonder how much money I can spend now. He sighed, scratching his head at the economic annoyance.
He looked around the well lit city, wondering where they could occupy their time. Knowing Aikosa, she about be curious about anything. There were a great number of options that he did not know where to start. As they stood, the cold air motivated them to move or they get colder. The first thing that crossed Tristan's mind was a pet shop. He did not understand why, though....
Meanwhile, wild pokemon and abandoned was stirring about, wondering their next targets of theft.
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Post by nekayne on Feb 10, 2011 15:23:05 GMT -5
Aikosa Arcanias ♫ ♪ She's the song that you couldn't sing. ♫ ♪
While Tristan was busying himself with the bill, Aikosa stood from her chair and wrapped her scarf around her neck. She threw her coat over her shoulders and did up her buttons. Once she had her gloves on, she followed Tristan out of the cafe.
The first winter breeze that hit her made her shiver, considering that they had been quite warm inside the cafe. She shoved her hands into her pockets as she looked around. The sky was dark, but the city lights illuminated the ground they walked on.
"Hm...I don't know!" Aikosa said indecisively, yet remained cheerful. Everything that she looked at struck her as interesting. The world was like a giant playground and right now she felt like playing on it.
Seeing a street lamp up ahead, Aikosa skipped towards it happily. She hopped onto it's base and grabbed onto the street lamp as she spun around it happily, one arm stretched out so that a passerby had to duck under it, lest they wanted to get struck across the face. She laughed as she did so, looking back at Tristan. "I saw someone do this on a movie once! Except they were singing. It looked like so much fun!"
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